Private hospitals rarely even treat liver cancer. Vascular diseases are the focus of their treatment.
Because the consumables are the most expensive, with a large rack costing tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, the profits are the most lucrative.
Cardiothoracic surgery, on the other hand, has low profits and high risks, and requires relevant supporting departments and personnel. It is possible that not one operation will be performed in a year, and there is no such thing as paying to support a team of cardiothoracic surgeons.
The private hospital where Professor Zhang works is already considered a relatively large hospital, and it can also perform interventional surgeries.
The earliest private hospitals could only treat hemorrhoids or deceive people.
Mao Chi looked gloomy, changed his clothes, and came to his car. He thought that if he couldn't fish out the stent, he would have to go to the chest department.
If you want to help Professor Zhang solve the problem, you still have to contact him.
He walked to the passenger door, and Professor Zhang opened the door first, respectfully.
"Xiao Zhang, there's no need to be so polite." Director Mao said, "You now have your own world."
"Director, how dare you, how dare you. I remember you said, what do you fear most about being a doctor? Something must have happened. The operation was well done, and the patient recovered smoothly after the operation. Hello, me, everyone, everyone is smiling. Once this happens, If something goes wrong, it's no joke." Professor Zhang sat in the driver's seat and started the car.
"I understand what you mean now." He sighed and said, "I am careful enough, and my level is not particularly bad, but if I always walk by the river, there is no reason why my shoes will not get wet."
Mao Chi felt sad.
That's the bad thing about working in a private hospital. If this had happened on 912, the Medical Office would have attached great importance to it, organized a hospital-wide consultation, and then people from all departments would have come on stage together, and the problem would have been solved long ago.
But in a private hospital... Xiao Zhang had to come to the door in person to beg him.
"This means that I can still count on you being here in Imperial City. If you happen to go out to give lectures, I would almost jump off the building." Professor Zhang said.
"There is no threshold that you can't pass, and I may not be able to help you solve the problem even if I go there." Director Mao said.
Hearing what he said, Professor Zhang's hands trembled and the car skidded, almost hitting the car next to him.
"Xiao Zhang, you must be upset. If it doesn't work, I'll do it." Director Mao said.
"Don't mention it, Director." Professor Zhang immediately concentrated and said, "If you can't take it out, it will be your life."
"Hmm..." Mao Chi pondered, and when he mentioned this, he thought of a person.
"Director, your level is one of the few in the country. If you..."
"No, you know what happened to Director Miao a while ago, right?" Mao Chi asked.
Professor Zhang's face suddenly turned pale.
Why did Director Mao say this? Even if he didn't say it, he wanted to die. Is the director hinting at something
"There is a new little doctor in the hospital who was hired by the director of the interventional department. That day he happened to be operating two guide wires with both hands, performing aortic stent and embolization surgery for liver rupture and bleeding at the same time."
"..." Professor Zhang was stunned.
Director Mao didn't want to do the surgery, so he just made up stories to lie to himself? Operating two guide wires with both hands at the same time, what the hell is this human talk
"I'm thinking about calling him first." Mao Chi pondered.
It's not that he thinks his level is higher than Boss Zheng's, but he thinks this is something bad.
The rescue operation was successful, but there were no benefits. Once it fails, it will be a shit basin, and it will have some flavor no matter what.
Moreover, surgeries that require rescue operations are extremely difficult. success? It would be a blessing to be 30% sure of success.
He couldn't stand in the way, but Boss Zheng and Xiao Zhang were not related, so why should they help him
"Director, please don't ignore me!" Professor Zhang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. The back of his hands was pale and veins were exposed, which shocked Mao Chi.
This is the rhythm of Professor Zhang's psychological collapse.
The operation itself is extremely stressful, and the success can be said to be successful. However, once it fails, the feeling of guilt is mixed with the fear of being scolded and beaten by the patient's family members, and the pressure increases exponentially.
Professor Zhang’s family also has a patient with a big frame that fell into his heart. It’s lucky that he was able to drive over without any accidents.
Mao Chi quickly told him to stop, frightened and changed to the driver's seat, letting him drive to the hospital.
"Xiao Zhang, please calm down." Mao Chi said, "Such a big thing as Director Miao won't be over in the end."
"Director, don't lie to me. It's impossible to hold two guide wires in two hands." Professor Zhang's eyes were a little distracted, and he sat in the passenger seat, his body slumped. If it weren't for the seat belt, I wouldn't be able to sit still.
"Alas." Mao Chi didn't know how to explain.
I don’t believe this kind of thing either.
Having more contacts, especially when Boss Zheng recently performed several beautiful surgeries, strengthened his idea.
"A few days ago, at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, an overseas employee was shot..." Director Mao also wanted to give an example, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Professor Zhang was in a bad state, so he simply said nothing.
It's useless to tell him at this time. When you get there, just ask Boss Zheng if he can come.
If you can't come, you can find someone with a big heart to come to the rescue. Mr. Gu is said to be in poor health these days. Who should he look for? Mao Chi felt worried.
You can find someone who is generous, but if you want to do extracorporeal circulation, you have to find an anesthesiologist...
MD, things involving the heart are so troublesome.
Mao Chi cursed in his heart.
He drove very steadily, and it wasn't like hemorrhagic shock that would kill someone in seconds.
After arriving at the hospital and parking the car, Mao calmed down and took out his mobile phone to find Zheng Ren's number and dial it.
"Boss Zheng? I am Mao Chi."
"I have something to ask you for a favor. Do you have time?"
As he said that, Mao Chi heard a slightly familiar voice coming from the other side of the phone, "It must be serotonin syndrome!"
Uh... is this a hospital-wide consultation
Serotonin syndrome is a rare disease, and not many people dare to talk about it like this.
Director Luo? Mao Chi quickly found the correct answer.
"Time... Director Mao, please wait a moment." Zheng Ren said apologetically: "Su Yun, let the other side do a thyroid B-ultrasound. I think it's a thyroid problem. Director Luo, it can't be serotonin syndrome." , although the symptoms look similar. The absence of hyperreflexia and the absence of clonus also rule out serotonin syndrome according to Hunter criteria."
"Director Mao, tell me." Zheng Ren asked gently after finishing a bunch of words that Director Mao didn't seem to understand.
Mao Zhi's hands were shaking a little.
In the past, I only knew that Boss Zheng was good at surgery, but what I heard from this meant that he was also very familiar with the diagnostic standards.
Directly say that Director Luo's diagnosis was wrong...Young man is so brave.
I only know about serotonin syndrome and the Hunter criteria, what the hell are they!
Mao Chi opened his mouth twice, but did not say anything.
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Note: If the patient does not come on stage, it does not count~~~Hey